Tag: surreal
group name: suddenfiction
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May 02, 2007 07:05 AM EDT --
He dreamt of a reincarnation on the exact day that he was to die. And it was exactly after he woke up from the dream, restless, that he realized that he was about to die. The only thing he couldn't . . . more
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April 28, 2007 07:39 PM EDT --
Alberto Banks had been saving all his life. He wanted to buy a river.
As a child, he had been given a ribbon by his father. A blue ribbon. His father was always this strange man who would scrutinize his . . . more
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January 14, 2007 10:15 AM EST --
I carved shadows on the midnight rains. A whole lot of despondent footprints on the water. Somewhere, underneath the third layer of the waters, I left you back with oblivion. But your shadows were lighter . . . more
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April 29, 2007 09:11 PM EDT --
There were no papers in his house. He wrote words on his guitar string. It took him a few years to complete his first novel.
One day, she took his guitar to render his favorite melody. Words from his . . . more
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June 18, 2007 03:38 AM EDT --
And still drops of his dreams fall on her lap where he used to sleep. A realm of jumbled alphabets.... and some of them were sharp. They wounded her. Her lap bled.
'I' was an alphabet that pierced . . . more
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September 22, 2007 01:03 AM EDT --
So that she never meets him again, he was absconding from her sight when she became blind and started seeing him everywhere.
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August 04, 2008 10:19 PM EDT --
Casually, he had casted the lighted matchstick up. Instead of down, to be falling somewhere on the already dirty earth beneath. Or on some long abandoned newspaper. Yellow grasses. And set them aglow. . . . more
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December 23, 2006 09:56 PM EST --
A few colorful lights were stuck in his eyes. He splashes a few wet tears in there. Lights linger. Their color disseminate from the edges. A transmutation of the glowing haze. But the sun never set on . . . more
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May 04, 2008 09:52 PM EDT --
He had made a small hut beside the sea. On days of the tide, the sea would stretch to the place his home was. He had made two doors on the opposite sides of the wall - one from which the sea came in; the . . . more
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January 01, 2007 12:38 AM EST --
When children would dig holes into the sand on the shore, he had started digging a hole into the sky. It ran piercing the air above his head. As his head grew higher, so did the hole. On the end of the . . . more
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April 27, 2007 11:18 AM EDT --
She stood for hours inside her own heart. She said she had swallowed herself. She had never known that her heart was this cosy and warm. She played with her enzymes for a while, then realized there was . . . more
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November 01, 2007 09:53 PM EDT --
He dismissed her memories as dark thoughts because she disappeared with the night.
He dismissed himself too, as dark thoughts because he disappeared within her.
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August 15, 2008 08:25 AM EDT --
He had painted the picture of nothing but a solitary teardrop on a piece of black carbon paper. On the other side of the paper he had laid down the river.
Night bloomed in the river, that morning. . . . more
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May 05, 2008 09:27 PM EDT --
One fine morning, I was dropped out of a tomato. It was nothing new. I had been dropped several times before, from various vegetables. For some strange, unknown reason people always believed that I belonged . . . more
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April 26, 2007 04:00 AM EDT --
Nobody believed the little boy when he said that he knew magic. So, one day he invited everyone and from the roof of a five-storied building he jumped. Before his body would crash on the ground, he disappeared . . . more
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May 01, 2007 12:17 AM EDT --
His birth coincided with one of his father's hiccups. The man had been drunk as usual. But for that fragment of the second, he had to lose all his senses. He didn't see the baby been reaped out, . . . more
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December 09, 2006 11:31 PM EST --
I was disturbed, yesterday, by a swarm of rats. They kept eating off my fingers. I didn't like it because I had cut my nails a few days back. And she said she fell in love with my fingers whenever . . . more
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December 15, 2006 09:57 PM EST --
Lately, the sea in my head had become noisy. The waves broke breaking a few of my nerves. Anaesthesia flowed all through my body. Yet the doctors said that the sound was sound. It was a natural sound, . . . more
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December 29, 2006 09:31 PM EST --
[A Prayer for those we forgot to invite to the Christmas Celebrations, yet again.]
Someone had whispered a scream in my ears. Its fragrance lingered like a sunflower in a wintry dusk. Like a fallacy. . . . more
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January 02, 2007 10:04 AM EST --
Slowly, his life became denser than the graveyards. Not 'til the recent times did the townsfolk notice that the gravestones growing out of the grasses were more in number than the flowers in the grave. . . . more
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